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Ianto was seething as he turned to find Jack entering the room behind him, Caden clinging to his Taddy to offer comfort as his hurt thrummed through their bond, his little face a mirror to Ianto's with a matching glare.
"What the hell is going on!" Jack demanded with growing annoyance, "No secrets remember? What is it?"
"What?" Ianto spluttered as he let his child find his feet, "I have been trying to tell you, you keep flitting off. How dare you accuse me of keeping something from you, I am not trying to be bloody furtive!"
Jack knew he had misspoken and grimaced, "sorry, I don't mean to sound like a shit, sorry love. I mean…shit. I am calling you that a lot lately."
"Ever since I was hurt, you have been wonderful with your affection but it is getting a bit cloying now" Ianto sighed, "Can we please just try and calm down? We have a chickie on the room."
Caden was looking from Tad to Dad with confusion and open concern as they never spoke with anger in front of him, even if he felt it thrum sometimes in the background. This was the first time he really saw Taddy's feelings hurting and it felt wrong. So wrong. He didn't like this. He moved closer to his Taddy and hooked a little arm around his big strong legs, watching his Dad as he tried to calm himself.
"Ianto, please. OK. I will sit down, let's sit. Tell me what is wrong and I will listen, I promise." Jack sat in a chair and looked at Ianto who settled on Caden's bed and held the little one in his lap, trying to find the words he wanted to say. Caden looked as him and then to his Dad and knew the problem as his little mind caught an image from his Taddy.
"Little" Caden said softly, "Like just a wee bit"
Ianto looked intently at his child, "Sweetling?"
"Yeah. A sweetling, just a little one" Caden was starting to get excited as he leaned away from his Tad and looked down at his stomach, the bond now starting to thrum with the day's zap empowering the spark and he recognised what this was as he became excited, "Oh Taddy. You have a spark! A promise. OH TADDA!"
Ianto felt the joy he had sought in his mate, his son providing the release as he slid from his lap and placed his tiny hands against his stomach, "Hello in there!"
Ianto reached out to stroke his little one's hair and grinned as Caden started to jig on the spot with glee, "Oh Taddy. You give another chicky. OH WOW I WILL BE BIG!"
Ianto laughed as Caden did a little maniacal dance on the spot, swinging his arms like he was flapping in fight, then he swung to address his Tad, "Is it a boy or a girl? Can you feel yet? Does it talk to you, can I talk it it? What will we do for a bed?"
"Hush, hush now sweetling" Ianto crooned as he hugged his lovely wee man, "I can just feel little tickles, too small to know yet love. I am only a couple of months or so in. We will have plenty of time for names and such, I don't think Sparky has chosen a sex yet let alone a name. OK?"
Caden made a noise, his hands fluttering and resting once more on the stomach of his lovely Tadda. "I am your brother, you have to listen to me. I am smart. You will be a boy. OK? We have a sister already and we do NOT want another one of those, so bossy. You will be my brother and we will be best friends forever like Daddy and Uncle Gray, OK?"
Ianto finally looked at Jack.
He was sitting stock still gripping the arms of the chair with wide eyes, no doubt going over dates in his head and Ianto smiled, "After the shoulder. When I was injured and sat in Owen's office. We think the machine saw my injury and responded but it was set for fertility for Rose."
Jack blinked.
"Say something" Ianto demanded, "I just found out today, I've not been keeping it from you."
"I just…this changes everything" Jack rose with a look of determination, "No more leaving the safety of the keep, do you hear me?"
"Excuse me?" Ianto squeaked with shock.
"Until this thing with Caden if sorted you are not to be out there where it is not safe, holy hells, you could have lost it at any time out there with the shit going on, no! You stay here where it is safe" Jack was angry now as he stood towering over his mate, his panic and horror at the realisation that his mate was now incapacitated as an operative giving him such a brain fart that he said it before he could stop himself, "That is an order!"
Ianto rose and stared his husband down toe to toe.
"Get out."
"What?"
"Get. Out. Arsehole!"
Jack went to speak but strong hands slammed into his chest propelling him from the bedroom and the door slammed shut as Jack finally realised he had gone too far.
"Yan?"